The sound of bamboo conveys the heart, but the flute is ruthless.

The beloved is dead, what other feelings does he need?

Qu Xing is worried, knows the rhythm of music, cultivates his self-cultivation, at this time, his eyes are bloody and tearful, and he finally falls into the devil.

There was a mist of blood all over his body, and his green jade bamboo flute was no longer cyan, it was dyed bright red by the blood.

The martial song "Ambush on All Sides" finally reappeared.

Ambush soldiers, killing intent arises. The weapon was unsheathed, and ten real and illusory figures appeared this time.

The ten people were dressed in bright red armor, the armor was angular and angular, and their faces were tightly wrapped, but they couldn't stop their fierce eyes. They held halberds in their hands, turned their backs to Qu Xingwei, and knelt in front of Qu Xingwei.

Ambush the soldiers, charge into battle.

The next moment, the figures of ten people appeared. These ten people did not wear armor, but their faces were vivid and lifelike. They held their spears in unison, one on their chest. In the other hand, he holds a large shield half a human in height. The shield depicts an angry lion with its mouth wide open.

Invincible.

The eight armor warriors were dressed in armor, all riding on black horses, majestic, murderous, holding blood-stained horse broadswords, waiting for the battle.

King Fu, the cauldron is sunk.

This time, the man came out of the void.

I saw that he was wearing a three-pronged purple and gold crown on his head, wearing a beast-faced head-swallowing chain armor, a delicate lion belt around his waist, a Xichuan red cotton robe on his body, an eight-back flag behind his back, and a horse under his crotch was seven feet high, which can be called a ten-sided majesty.

In the end, the man's hand was raised to the sky, and a Fang Tian painting halberd fell from the sky, and finally fell into the man's hand.

The halberd is about one zhang long, and the tip of the spear at one end of the halberd shaft is cold, and there are crescent blades on both sides, which complement each other with the tip of the spear.

As soon as the man roared, countless drums sounded in the air, rumbling like thunder.

Finally countless voices came from all directions, and in the end only three words converged.

"There is no mercy for killing. ”

"There is no mercy for killing. ”

"There is no mercy for killing. ”

It was as if the whole ground was shaking.

Ten halberd-wielding men and ten spear-wielding men moved in unison, and they slashed down at the tree with their halberd spears.

The halberd was ruthless, the spear was arrayed, and it slashed at the tree, and after a battle, it soon had a result.

Nearly half of the branches of the strange tree had been cut off, and even the main trunk had been cut with three or four deep wounds.

There was no sap or blood coming out of the tree, but the halberd-wielding armor and spear-wielding guards were constantly poked by the branches of the tree, and their bodies dissipated.

As the last stubborn spear-wielding guard stabbed the trunk of the tree, the sharp branches of the tree followed, stabbing the guard in the head, and the guard disappeared in a little pain.

Hu Jinji, the strange man with withered branches, narrowed his eyes, and only then began to face up to Qu Xing's worries.

He smiled strangely, and without hesitation, he cut two wounds on his hands, and the blood flew directly towards the strange tree like a thin stream.

He spared no sparing his own qi and blood to nourish this artistic conception.

Naturally, the strange tree is unceremonious, and takes it all as it is, like a baby frantically absorbing nutrients.

In a few moments, its trunk finally grew to a foot high, and the branches that had been cut off slowly grew out, and the two remaining flower bones on the branches gradually turned pink.

The strange tree stretched again, indicating that he had not woken up. Then it kept shaking the branches, showing the joy of the heart.

Xu Yongzheng carefully observed this scene.

Not surprisingly, this is a sophistry, the realm that you should reach next.

"Don't be cranky, that's not where you should be next. It's because of that weird dead branch. This is almost out of the realm of artistic conception. ”

"Isn't that Qu Xingwu bound to fail?"

"Not necessarily. The artistic conception of Qu Xingwu is in line with today's Tao. I think I already know where you're going next. ”

"What the hell is that?"

"Did you see the man on the tall horse? ”

The drums are beating and the charges are continuous.

Eight armorers, dressed in armor and riding on tall horses, finally tightened their grip on the reins, launched their own charge, raised their blood-stained Moma broadswords, and came to kill the enemy.

Their bodies were much thicker than before, so they were attacked by those sharp branches once or twice, but they still did not dissipate.

Mo Ma big knife, specializing in cutting coarse objects.

That knife really had to cut down on the trunk of the strange tree, and the strange tree couldn't bear it.

Therefore, after the strange tree took the first knife, its branches trembled slightly, and the pink flower bones that had remained on the branches for a long time and had never been proud fell.

The pink flower bones were fixed in the air, and the pink petals were all separated from the flower bones, this time, there were as many as seven or eight pieces, and the petals were like bombs, exploding in the air, and in the air, I saw seven or eight air masses rumbling non-stop. The charging armor soldiers were eventually blown up and bruised, and their bodies were illusory.

Crackling, and when the sound finally stopped, the branches of the strange tree finally came out. Eight branches struck out one after another, plunging into the chests of the eight men with unmistakable accuracy.

Strangely, after the branches were inserted into the chest, there seemed to be small round balls of different sizes flowing through the branches and flowing towards the trunk.

The trunk of the strange tree was a little thicker, and now it was about the size of three or four people hugging each other.

Xu Yongzheng couldn't help but be shocked again.

Today, this strange tree can be regarded as a complete refresh of his perception of artistic conception. It can not only absorb some artistic conceptions, but also not only grow, but the most terrifying thing is that it seems to really have life and its own consciousness.

"It's said that this is not the category of artistic conception. Next, take a closer look. ”

Qu Xing was worried, and his fingers finally moved in unison.

The flute floated eerily in the air.

On the other hand, the mighty overlord also began to act.

The man opened his eyes, and there was a bit of domineering in his eyes.

He raised his head slightly, and then he waved the Fang Tian Painting Halberd, and galloped towards Hu Jinji with great momentum.

Fang Tian's halberd is about one zhang long, and its weight is unknown, but the power of that halberd is irresistible to the strange tree.

That halberd carried the momentum of ten thousand jun, and on the red halberd blade, there was even a layer of black fluorescence, which was daunting. I saw that the Fang Tian Painting Halberd seemed to be growing bigger in that person's hand, cutting it down from above, and no one could stop it.

The strange tree has long taken root and is no longer dodge, but it has many branches that can be used.

The branches were all tangled together like filaments, and split into two strands, like two arms, very thick.

It raised its arms and crossed them together in an attempt to block the Fang Tian Painting Halberd with the intent of destruction.

With a loud bang, Fang Tian's painting halberd encountered a slight obstacle, but it still moved forward, splitting the strange tree.

The strange tree split from the main trunk and was completely cut in half.

However, it was not over yet, after the trunk of the strange tree caught Fang Tian's painting halberd, the branches that had just been cut off could still move again, and those remaining branches all came out in unison, stabbing into the man's chest.

This time, the branch's behavior became even more bizarre.

Small, fist-sized balls flowed through the branches, reaching the only remaining pink flower bone.

The pink flower bone kept getting bigger, gradually changing from the size of a walnut to the size of a peach, and the next moment it actually grew to the size of a cantaloupe, and finally, the flower bone finally stopped growing and became a bud the size of a watermelon.

No one knows what kind of monster will be bred inside, but Xu Yongzheng knows that this thing is definitely not easy to deal with.

The man's Fang Tian painting halberd disappeared first, and then the tall horse under his crotch let out a long roar, raised his horse's legs, and dissipated helplessly.

Finally, the man closed his eyes and reluctantly disappeared into thin air.

Qu Xing's appearance was hideous, and there were a few cracks on the green jade bamboo flute, like.

His face was covered in blood, and his expression was somewhat miserable.

This "Ambush on All Sides" is already his strongest artistic conception, no, this is no longer a simple artistic conception. It's a pity that I ran into this strange tree.

The strength of the fourth place on the Fuyao list has reached such a realm, which Qu Xingwu never expected. He touched the strange tree as if he had touched a nemesis.

The old monster of the withered branches continued to let out a terrible laugh, which made people shudder. But Qu Xingwei didn't show any fear.